I had three stern deadlines to meet by next Thursday morning. I met two of them today, and if all goes according to plan, I could have the other one sorted by lunchtime tomorrow (fingers crossed). Then I am actually going to have a weekend off, which will, for various reasons with which I shall not bore you, be the first whole weekend when I've been able to please myself since last August. I am sooooooo ready for it.
These gear changes are one of the strangest things about self-employment. I can do the non-stop working part, and I've also learned to ride the chunks of time where I don't have much work, especially since I decided to treat my writing as part of my paid work. But the change from one to the other is always weird. One or two of my employed friends have suggested that it's similar to the change between work and holiday, but I don't agree. I decide when I'll go on holiday, and where, and with whom. I don't get to decide when I'll be busy and when I won't, unless I turn down offers of work, and I rarely do that because of the financial implications. So the gear changes are reactive, almost enforced, and I think somehow that makes them a little more difficult.
Having said that, I wouldn't choose any other life. The plus side is that, overall, I get lots of time to do what I like. This weekend will be a rehearsal for, ooh, looks like most of April. Bring it on!